Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

This can be regarded as Zheng Yi's first group activity in Gold and Rose.

Whether it's playing, listening, or chatting, whether you have known each other for a long time or just a day, on this round table, all of you have turned into warmth and enthusiasm regardless of you and me.

Zheng Yi felt that the choice he decided to join was not a bad choice.

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Chapter 12: The morning of the Zheng brothers and sisters

The time after that passed smoothly and comfortably.

Before being a Freedom League of agents, Gold and Rose first existed as a monthly club.Currently at the comic exhibition, everyone in the club exists as a fan of Xingyue series works rather than as an agent.Except for the small episodes due to various coincidences, in fact, the original intention of everyone participating in this comic exhibition is to relax themselves, so naturally they will not talk too much about [work] in such a happy time.

Until the end of the day's activities, none of the delegates ever talked about the courtyard. Everyone enjoyed it and enjoyed their own fun.

After all, for agents, vacations are actually quite precious things.Although the courtyard has regulations on the amount of tasks that each agent needs to complete within a fixed time, and these amounts are not harsh, Zheng Yi has a deep understanding of the hard work involved.

In many cases, for the performers, it is not the body that is tired, but the heart.

While the time flow rate of different proportions provides convenience for the agents, it also leads to the fact that the agents are likely to encounter unpredictable time erosion in the process of performing tasks.From Zheng Yi's own experience alone, the time spent in the trial mission was quite short at first, but when it came to the world of girls, it seemed that Zheng Yi only stayed in the world for a few days during that mission. In fact, it is difficult to define the time that has been experienced in the month, and the countless reincarnations of Homura, each of which prolongs the time Zheng Yi spent in the world of girls, and the memories generated by these times, in the end Xiao Yan returned it to Zheng Yi in a special way.

In other words, in the world of girls alone, Zheng Yi has already gone through the years that are completely inconsistent with his appearance.Fortunately, those memories are reincarnated repeatedly for a fixed period of time, and Zheng Yi will not inherit the memories of the previous reincarnation during the reincarnation process, so Zheng Yi did not become an experienced [senior youth], mentally aged It also remains relatively young.

If you repeat one thing countless times, you may become familiar with it, but if you read a book countless times, you will only get what is in this book.

Years alone cannot make people grow.

What can really make people grow is always the world and people's hearts.

But even so, when Zheng Yi just returned, it took him some time in the courtyard to get used to the different time ratio between his own world and Madoka's world.

Otherwise, Zheng Yi didn't know whether he would subconsciously show the joy of reunion after a long absence when he saw Zheng Xin for the first time.

Zheng Xin was still asleep when she successfully completed the trial and returned, so it doesn't matter.But if such obvious mood swings occur in front of the little guy, it is basically impossible to escape the observation of Zheng Xin in a waking state.

At that time, even Zheng Xin, who is as understanding as Zheng Xin, will not choose to keep silent, and will definitely raise questions about Zheng Yi.

... If possible, Zheng Yi still does not want Zheng Xin to contact the agent and the courtyard.

To gain strength, one has to pay a corresponding price, but that price sometimes seems inconspicuous, and sometimes it seems too heavy.

As far as adapting to the time span is concerned, it is one of the troubles that must be overcome for agents.

The experience of turning into a rotten person once in a while is really not very good.

Not to mention...

"..."

Putting down the towel in his hand, Zheng Yi looked at himself reflected in the mirror.

He stretched out his hands, pressed the corners of his lips with two index fingers one from the left and one from the right, and lifted them up slightly.

Hmm, this won't work, it's too ugly.

Withdrawing his hands, Zheng Yi rubbed his face vigorously.Under the ravages of those merciless palms, the sharp-edged facial features changed into a mess.In the end, he slapped his cheeks twice, facing his slightly congested and flushed face, Zheng Yi hesitated for a moment, and smiled unmodifiedly in front of the mirror.

Well, this is fine.

Being a little silly is more likable than being hypocritical.

Still somewhat self-aware of his inability to hide things with his face, Zheng Yi finally gave up on adjusting his facial expressions and decided to face everyone in the school as usual.

That's right, Zheng Yi is a glorious senior high school student.

Even if he wants to, he doesn't need to show too much, and he can get ahead in the sports field just by relying on his body functions, but for Zheng Yi, who has already experienced some glory, the time he spends with his friends is more important now. more attractive.

Your vacation as a proxy has only just begun.

But the holidays as a student are over.

... In a sense, it is really a mixture of sorrow and joy?

"Brother ~ bath towel!"

"I've said it many times. When you take a bath, you should arrange the towels first. You can't let me give them to you every time, can you?"

Sighing, he took out a clean bath towel that was neatly stacked in the corner hoarding box, Zheng Yi turned around and took two steps, knocked on the sliding door made of frosted glass in the bathroom: "I'll put the door, yourself--"

Before the words were finished, the sliding door was pushed open from the inside, revealing Zheng Xin who was wiping her hair with her beloved light blue towel.The little girl's eyes were buried in the wet long hair, her little head shook twice, she shook off the hair that blocked her view, and then stretched out her hands towards Zheng Yi from the steaming mist.

"bath towel!"

"...Oh, I really..."

Shaking his head helplessly, Zheng Yi spread out the bath towel and stretched it behind Zheng Xin, wrapping it gently around Zheng Xin's dripping body: "I've said this many times, when I take a shower in the morning, I have to dry my body before coming out. What if you catch a cold?"

When Zheng Xin was in school, she had the habit of taking a shower when she got up in the morning, otherwise she would be in a half-dream and half-awake state until the end of morning self-study.

It has nothing to do with staying up late or not, it is more like a biological habit caused by a hard-to-change biological clock.

"Isn't it because of a cold that it's in the pot?"

Rubbing Zheng Yi's bath towel, the little guy's voice was intermittent. His nasal tone in the early morning made the content of the words a little hard to guess, but Zheng Yi still understood Zheng Xin's meaning.

So he increased the strength in his hands a little.

"Wow! Spare your life!"

"loquacious."

Let go of his hand, Zheng Yi tapped Zheng Xin's forehead: "Wipe the rest by yourself, come down to have breakfast after changing clothes, and I will go to school after sending you to school, so be careful not to be late."

"YES, SIR!"

Raising her hand to salute Zheng Yi, Miss Zheng Xin wrapped in a white bath towel looked like a huge triangular bun stuffed with custard yellow.

Zheng Yi pointed to his wrist angrily to signal the little guy not to play tricks and change clothes quickly, then walked straight out of the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

The morning of the Zheng family brothers and sisters began with school preparations.

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Chapter 13: Daily life of high school boys (sure)

"Oh! Xiao Zheng! Are you sending Xinxin to school today?"

"Hey, that's right, Grandpa Liu, you are still very energetic today. Have you finished the tea I brought you last time? I still have some left. I'll bring you a few teas next time!"

"No, no, old Liu, I'm fine with goji berries. Hurry up and go in, or your class director Jiang will miss you again in a while!"

"It's done, thank you!"

Waving goodbye to Grandpa Liu, the doorman, Zheng Yi quickly walked through the edge of the electronic door that the old man had slightly let go, and kept passing through the discipline inspection students who hadn't had time to look at him, covering his face with skillful and exquisite skills , Gao Gao jumped over the school motto stone tablet said to be the same age as Grandpa Liu, fell into the blind spot of the discipline inspection students, and rushed all the way to the teaching building.

Zheng Yi is indeed excellent in character and learning in the school, and he is good at sports, and he is also highly regarded by many teachers.But only the problem of being late has become a reserved item for Zheng Yi and the students in the discipline inspection team to fight wits and courage.

Because he had to send Zheng Xin to the Municipal No. [-] Middle School several kilometers away from his school, as a student of No. [-] Middle School, even if Zheng Yi ran with all his strength after sending Zheng Xin to the school gate, he was often in a Some awkward moments.

Calculated from the time of entering the school gate, basically there are still two or three minutes to be considered late, but if the discipline inspection team delays for a while, it will really be recorded as late.

So every time Zheng Yi stepped on the line because of Zheng Xin's little dawdling, it would turn into this slightly funny scene at this moment.

For more than two years, the confrontation between the two sides at the school gate has come and gone, but the discipline inspection team has never really caught the ironclad evidence that Zheng Yi was late.

Of course, Zheng Yi also knew that this was causing trouble for everyone in the discipline inspection team, but since it was about Zheng Xin, Zheng Yi could only apologize in his heart while mercilessly throwing off these old opponents.

Rushed up the stairs, walked through the corridor, and stopped in front of his own classroom, Zheng Yi looked into the classroom.

"Didn't ring the bell today!"

There was a sudden cheer in the classroom, followed by another cry of similar content, and then under Zheng Yi's usual dumbfounding eyes, a total of twenty students with different expressions gathered at the back of the classroom.

Some people are waving their fists excitedly.

Some people looked up to the sky with mournful faces and sighed.

Of course, there were also people who were calm and relaxed and those who watched the excitement with a smile. The whole classroom became lively because of Zheng Yi's arrival.

Zheng Yi scratched his head and entered the classroom, walked to his seat, and did not forget to twitch the corners of his mouth helplessly at everyone who was dispersing: "Why do you play this every day, don't you have any other entertainment?"

"You can't say that, brother Zheng!"

A somewhat thin boy pushed his dark-rimmed eyes: "This is the source of happiness for our Class [-]. The day's plan starts in the morning, and the happiness of this day must start here!"

I really don't understand the thinking logic of high school students more and more.

Seeing the approving expressions on the faces of the students in his class regardless of gender, Zheng Yi was speechless.

I don't know when it started, the students in the class became obsessed with the daily assignment of quizzes to guess whether Zheng Yi would step on the bell to enter the classroom that day.At the beginning, it was only in the small circle of boys, but then it became more and more violent for some reason, and finally even the head teacher would occasionally participate in this kind of quiz once or twice.

I didn't gamble or get any rewards. If I had to say it, it might be like asking for a lottery.

[If you guess correctly, today will be as relaxed and happy as being with Zheng Yi. 】

Among everyone, this kind of subtle talk seems to be quite popular, so that when Zheng Yi heard it for the first time, he rarely showed a shy and awkward expression.

"Okay, everyone go back to their seats, let's start early self-study!"

Just when the students dispersed in twos and threes, walked to their seats and complained about the victory or defeat from time to time, a sassy and capable mezzo-soprano cut into the atmosphere of the classroom.

At the front door of the classroom where Zheng Yi had just entered, a young female teacher suddenly walked into the classroom.

When she came in, she first looked around the classroom, and then her eyes fell on Zheng Yi.

The female teacher smiled: "It seems that I am quite lucky today."

"Director Jiang...are you contributing to the unhealthy trend?"

"Please call this going to the grassroots and going deep into the masses, student Zheng Yi."

Shaking the lesson plan in his hand, Director Jiang raised his beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows. There was not much sense of distance between teachers and students in the corners of his hanging eyes.